Seven days is not a long time, since she decided to draw another picture of the splendid mountains in color and ink, Luo Mingjiao naturally wants to take advantage of this opportunity. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Mingjiao knows very well in her heart that after a month of filming, other ways to get money are all fine water, and she can't solve the current predicament, if she wants her sister Yu Xiaoli's medicine to continue, and if she wants the life of the whole family to be guaranteed, she must come up with high-quality products.

Luo Mingjiao was full of confidence, but when she picked up the pen again the next day, her hand was a little disobedient, and she was not as handy as she was when she painted yesterday.

…… How so?

Luo Mingjiao was a little flustered, she tried one by one, but the painting could be painted, but it did not have the charm that a boutique should have.

Obviously, the splendid mountain picture painted in ink yesterday is perfect, why can't I paint a satisfactory work after one night?

The first day of painting ended in failure, and Luo Mingjiao went home distraught like a frosted eggplant.

Seeing her son's writing stroke by stroke, Luo Mingjiao's heart was pounding, and her chaotic brain gradually became clear, she slowly raised her hands, her fingers were slender and the knuckles were distinct, although she was a little thin, and she was also covered with calluses, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful outline.

Luo Mingjiao knew the reason, yesterday's painting was inspired by the paintings in the room, the whole person entered the realm of selflessness, the spirit and soul fit perfectly, she completely controlled these hands, so in one go, she drew a picture of the splendid mountains.

But today, she was conscious, and she couldn't fully control the rest of her hands, the experience of the original owner of her body, and her soul coexisted with it.

This has resulted in rustiness in the technique.

In other words, if you want to show the level of your previous life and make a perfect painting, you must either fit perfectly again with the form and spirit, or practice and practice these hands to the same level of painting as in your previous life.

Just like her son writes stroke by stroke, there is no white pie in the sky, she can be reborn, and she can have the memories and skills of two people at the same time, she is already blessed, how can everything be waiting for her to sit back and enjoy it?

"Mom, Mom, look at what Hee writes." Luo Yuxi is very smart and sensitive, as soon as his mother came back today, he felt that something was wrong, and he even wrote with two minds, always paying attention to his mother.

Finding that his mother was in a daze, Luo Yuxi was very scared, he was afraid that his mother would change back to her previous appearance and ignore him!

"Mom, mom ......" failed to recall Luo Mingjiao, Luo Yuxi didn't care about the pencil book, two small hands grabbed Luo Mingjiao's arm, held his head high, endured panic, and continued to call with a little caution.

Luo Mingjiao came back to her senses, felt the panic and grievances in the little guy's voice, and felt a little blocked in her heart. She sat the little one on her lap, hugged her into her arms, and said softly: "Mom has always been there, Mom is just thinking, our Xixi is about to celebrate her third birthday, Mom wants to buy something and give it to Xixi!" ”

"Don't, want Mom!" Hearing Luo Mingjiao's words, Luo Yuxi was finally relieved.

But the panic in his heart did not dissipate, he still had some palpitations, and shrunk tightly in his mother's arms, he didn't want anything, just his mother.

A three-year-old child, living in poverty, without a father, and his mother has ignored him since he was a child. He didn't know how many times he fantasized that his mother could hold him in his arms like this moment, that he would become his mother's baby, and now that his dream had come true, he was afraid that all this would be broken, and he really didn't dare to expect too much.

Luo Mingjiao choked when she heard this, and her hand holding Luo Yuxi tightened, and she secretly eased her breath before saying, "Okay, I want my mother!" ”……

The little one was just three years old, and his life was just beginning, and his previous experience had made him cautious and insecure. In the long run, when his personality is formed, it will affect his life.

Luo Mingjiao has no time, this time it is a rare opportunity to take advantage of Gong Yaxi's art exhibition and display paintings, and she must not miss it in vain.

She thought that since she was able to paint a fine work yesterday, she would definitely be able to paint a more perfect work before the exhibition.

Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5......

Luo Mingjiao bought cheap painting tools by herself, except for going to the IKEA garden every other day to give Grandma Hao a massage, the rest of the time to stay at home to paint, in order to save costs, she did not use color ink, only used a brush, a bottle of ink, a stack of ordinary paper, kept repeating, painting!

From the small edges and corners of the mountains to the clouds floating in the mountains......

From the pines and cypresses on the top of the mountain to the rising sun on the horizon......

Grandma Luo and Yu Xiaoli saw Luo Mingjiao's paintings, even if she was not satisfied with her paintings, she was stunned and stunned.

Luo Yuxi was the happiest, not only to see her mother painting beautiful pictures, but also to see her mother all day long.

However, no matter how hard Luo Mingjiao tried, the effect was still not very satisfactory.

Until the sixth day, when Luo Mingjiao went to the IKEA Garden again, Grandma Hao pulled her and didn't let her go, saying that she was unwell, so she dragged Luo Mingjiao at home and waited for Gong Yaxi to return.

Gong Yaxi is preparing for the art exhibition, because she wants to prepare for the sale of paintings, so she has recently contacted a lot of enthusiasts in this area, and she wants to do her best to prepare a good audience for Luo Mingjiao, most of those people are both fond of painting and know how to paint, which can better judge the level of Luo Mingjiao's paintings.

In the past few days, Gong Yaxi went out early and returned late every day, and he never saw Luo Mingjiao at home again, and found that Luo Mingjiao did not use his studio, he was a little helpless, knowing that Luo Mingjiao would come today, and before going out, Gong Yaxi deliberately asked her grandmother to keep Luo Mingjiao.

Gong Yaxi received a call from Grandma Hao and immediately rushed back.

"Hee-hee, you're back." Grandma Hao was relieved, and after finishing speaking, she frowned and whispered to Gong Yaxi: "Your daughter-in-law will be handed over to you, you can do it yourself!" ”

Gong Yaxi chuckled, and the tiredness of the past few days was also diluted by her grandmother's words.

He looked at Luo Mingjiao and found that Luo Mingjiao was a little haggard than before, and he was very distressed.

Luo Mingjiao didn't hear Grandma Hao whisper, but Grandma Hao's attitude has always been obvious, where there is Grandma Hao, she is always a little uncomfortable when facing Gong Yaxi.

"Is there a problem with the drawing?" Gong Yaxi thought about it, and it seemed that the most urgent thing for Luo Mingjiao now was painting.

Luo Mingjiao lowered her eyes, she shook her head slightly, and said, "It's nothing." After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips and said: "Tomorrow is the opening time of the exhibition, have the preparations been completed?" "I was supposed to help, but unfortunately, Luo Mingjiao mud Bodhisattva could not protect himself when he crossed the river.

"I'm all set." Although there is still some pre-opening gatekeeping work, those things are more important than Luo Mingjiao.

Luo Mingjiao chuckled when she heard this: "That's good!" ”

Gong Yaxi's art exhibition was ready, but she had a problem here, Luo Mingjiao was under a lot of pressure, the opportunity was rare, and she didn't want to give up until the last moment. However, if you don't give up, you may drag down Gong Yaxi, which Luo Mingjiao doesn't want to see.